Monday, October 26, 2009
Bike ride as far as Columbia Boulevard. Dark clouds are gathering, thunder rips through the air, I turn back. Starts raining, I find shelter under a tree. An old homeless-looking guy with a bike joins and we endure the hail together. It stops, I leave the tree, it starts raining again, I linger for a while under the roof of a bus stop.
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